Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to conceal his
The maniac stabs the heart, the flow
up the blood's a problem
He now solves, hooks heels
Hung and

are suspended by their feet
Swaying, dripping, piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking
down to the floor

Corpses he suspended pale
All the blood drained into his
Fastened to the ceiling, dry and
of life have been shed
Hung and

Congealing fluids fester the
septic gruel
Putrid licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, rancid feast, live on

dangle, lifeless, gray and cold
Rotting flesh, the meat hooks lose their
Stenching body falls onto the
and flesh form a mound

Sanguinary killer not stop
Hanging dead replacing those drop
Blood, he like wine, their flesh, his bread
In his maw red
and bled

Oozing the butcher's victims
Soak the concrete,
of dread draped with death
Ornate crimes, stalactites made of
with innards

Gaining life, place
The stone breathe
Hungry soul, it can
A genuine living

Created by the butcher, he control
Owner and property change roles
Constantly the gluttonous room
He once the chamber, now it's his tomb

Hung by their feet, drained of
by death, greed of this place
Bodies decay, devoured by
to this hell he creates, undying

Corpses are suspended by feet
Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of
Fastened to the ceiling leaking
Splashing down to the

Corpses he turning pale
All the blood into his grail
Fastened to the ceiling, dry and
Fluids of life have shed
and bled